I haven’t even seen The Artist, but I think I’m in love with Jean Durjadin. He looks like he’s straight out of the fucking 50’s. His face and body type is similar to how men were built back them. GAHD DAMN
Still wheezing from basketball tonight. Who knew intramural basketball would be competitive? At least I scored a few baskets. And for now I am shunning myself from here for a while so I can write an essay and bang out some fucking homework.
After reading personal essays for my english class, I’ve come to realize that I am extremely drawn to the word ‘lovely’ and/or ‘loveliest’. Sometimes, it’s the perfect way to describe someone or something.